6| Encounter with an Enemy

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Published on 1st March 2021.
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"Mam, you could've drove properly. See, what you got into." Vidushi said and I sighed.

"It's not that I died. I'm alive."

"But you don't look well."

"Not well? I can run faster than you."

"I'm not talking about myself. It's about you."

"I know." I said and saw Ashima walking inside my hospital room.

"Very good. Now you can't even go to your shoot." She said and I mentally patted my back. I always wanted a break from shoots. "And look what you got into." She said and passed her tab to me.

I took it in my hand and saw news about me and my accident. Media really has nothing to do these days!

"For you, it could be a good news. It's the latest gossip going on. Maybe, it would increase my following and I could gain more fans."

"Yes, it's true. Even the stats show it. You already gained millions of followers overnight and your accident has became a trending topic." Ashima said and I nodded.

The so-called popularity!

"Vidushi, can you pass me that glass." I said and she instantly forwarded water to me.

"Do you need us here or should we go back?" Ashima asked.

"You both can go. I'm old enough to take care of myself." I said as they walked out and left my room.

I slowly walked to bathroom and patted my body with a moist cloth. Walking back to my room, I applied light makeup on my face and sat on my bed.

My doctor, my love, entered my room to check my condition. As he was busy in his work, I was busy gazing him. His eyes were so captivating and had the power to hypnotise me. I could look into them all night.

My gaze went towards a female doctor beside him. And strangely, her physique looked a bit similiar.

Anyways.

But she was following him wherever he was going. And it didn't look like the professional work. She was clinging onto him.

I couldn't check her face as she was wearing a mask. She was an irritating clingy woman who moved behind Dhruv, while he had an ice cube face.

I don't know why it felt like a deja vu.

Don't she have any work to do instead of clinging onto him?

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